So – lots to tell. Embarrassingly, my waters broke whilst I was walking along Regent Street.
I was wearing jeans, and the wet patch got bigger and bigger. I had to dive into Top Shop and buy some leggings. I then went to McDonalds to change, and it was a torrent. Not what I was expecting at 29 weeks!! Anyway, by the time I got to work, my leggings were soaked through. I borrowed a pair of knickers (thanks Denise!), and some jogging bottoms (thanks Amy!!), and got taken to UCH hospital in a taxi.
Hours later, I was transferred to my hospital (Whipps Cross) where I was made to stay until someone decided what to do with me. A consultant I saw was convinced that the baby would arrive in a few days. I wasn’t so sure.
Hospitals are boring places, I thought I was going to go mad. My hopes were raised on Sunday though – I’d had no contractions, so I was looking forward to going home. Things were going to be difficult I knew – I was still leaking, so my life was going to have to change a bit. I had no idea how much….
2.30 am, Monday morning, I woke up with stomach pain. Yes, you guessed it, they were contractions. To cut a long, painful story short, at 8.28 am, I gave birth to Gracie Ruby. She weighed 3lb, 7oz, and she is gorgeous. She’s being well looked after in the Special Care Baby Unit, and I miss her terribly – it’s going to be weeks before I can bring her home.
The next few weeks are going to be tough for me – you always assume that when you go into hospital to have a baby, you’ll leave the hospital with her….
I was wearing jeans, and the wet patch got bigger and bigger. I had to dive into Top Shop and buy some leggings. I then went to McDonalds to change, and it was a torrent. Not what I was expecting at 29 weeks!! Anyway, by the time I got to work, my leggings were soaked through. I borrowed a pair of knickers (thanks Denise!), and some jogging bottoms (thanks Amy!!), and got taken to UCH hospital in a taxi.
Hours later, I was transferred to my hospital (Whipps Cross) where I was made to stay until someone decided what to do with me. A consultant I saw was convinced that the baby would arrive in a few days. I wasn’t so sure.
Hospitals are boring places, I thought I was going to go mad. My hopes were raised on Sunday though – I’d had no contractions, so I was looking forward to going home. Things were going to be difficult I knew – I was still leaking, so my life was going to have to change a bit. I had no idea how much….
2.30 am, Monday morning, I woke up with stomach pain. Yes, you guessed it, they were contractions. To cut a long, painful story short, at 8.28 am, I gave birth to Gracie Ruby. She weighed 3lb, 7oz, and she is gorgeous. She’s being well looked after in the Special Care Baby Unit, and I miss her terribly – it’s going to be weeks before I can bring her home.
The next few weeks are going to be tough for me – you always assume that when you go into hospital to have a baby, you’ll leave the hospital with her….
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